The Boss's Game

10: DRUNK MIND, SOBER THOUGHTS

"A drunk mind speaks sober thoughts."

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Why?... Why does he have to be here?

"Are you stalking me or something?" I asked, a curious brow raised.

"No. I'm not. I'm meeting someone here."

"Who?" The word came out so quick there's no way I could have stopped it.

Wow.. Jealous much? I thought, rolling my eyes.

"Is someone jealous?" He asked with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

"Me? Jealous?" I laughed.

"Who else?" He smiled.

"I would have to care about you to be jealous.. Which I don't!"

"Keep telling yourself that, beautiful." He said, folding his arms tightly across his chest.

Wait..? He thinks I'm beautiful.. Aww, that's so..
Wait, what!? No! Don't let yourself catch feelings for this guy.

Or is it already too late?

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We spent the night drinking one too many, resulting in us both letting out how we both really feel.

Fu*k. My. Life.
I guess drunk minds really do speak sober thoughts.

I placed my head in my hands trying my best to stop the room from spinning. "I need to go home." I suddenly said, getting up way too quickly and falling into him, but luckily he caught me otherwise my face would have made contact with the floor.

"You and me both." He said, keeping hold of me.

"Don't get any ideas."

"What do you take me for?" He replied. Leaning closer to me.

"I'm going home alone, okay?" I said, releasing myself from the grip he had on me.

"At least let me take you home."

"No."

"Bu--"

"Sam.. Don't do this."

"I can't help it." He smiled.

He took my hand and pulled me closer to him. "We can't deny this chemistry between us, Ellie. I know you feel it." He whispered low enough so that only I could hear him.

I looked around and there were a few people left, but it felt like we were the only two people left in this club.

He kissed my neck softly making me let out a low moan.

"Sam.."

"Yes, kitten?"

Shit! Why did he have to say that?

I eventually gave in and decided to let him take me home. I mean there's no harm in that, right?

"Okay, fine. But when we get to mine, you're going home."

"You're so bossy when you're drunk." He smiled with a sexy tone to his voice.

"Yeah, well.. You're annoying when you're drunk." I replied, picking my bag up off of the bar.